The Lumberjack And The Beautiful Suzie

claimed as he took a break from chopping wood. The reason for his sudden pause: a slender, dark-skinned girl, a

randmother-affectionately called big mo

cies, sorting through her finds. She tossed aside the ones that could make you sick and

shifted upward, revealing more of her smooth, hairless legs. The dress was ti

f fascination. The steel ax he'd gripped tightly for the past two hours s

out, his voice booming

eyes wide and her left hand pressed against her chest,

rame on full display in the afternoon sun. His chest was as broad a

shouted, panic cree

here?" she added, co

e you. Please forgive my manners!"

peaceful demeanor, Suzie de

aid, quickening her pace as sh

ow your name?" Babida called aft

r me?" Suzie shot back, then took off running, he

was too late. The beautiful stranger had disa

over him, the woodsman clenched his